Today I went to the recovery college for the first time. I would like to remember the name of the session but it was about creative writing. Felt like I was in a peer group again, people with depression. It was nice and of course everyone was nice. I felt like I was a bit quiet but it didn’t matter. Thinking when I was there how different my life is. Instead of being in the library I was sitting looking at pictures and talking about them to strangers. I didn’t mind it but it is so different to my ‘old’ life.
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I have a brain injury, a hypoxic one. It has been life changing to me and I don't seem to want to stop talking about it. I think people are getting bored of me so a blog will hopefully help. Oh yeah, it has caused me to have mental health problems too...great. View all posts by A Recovering Brain